Art intimidating life tattoo
I had to walk around, assuming a girly gait, swishing my hips, while she looked on and chuckled at my performance.
I heard her take a deep breath and knew she was getting turned on.
Her arms were crossed below her attractive bust, and under them were the rest of my clothes.
So the strollers out front were a young and hip crowd, liberal in their attitudes I'm sure, but not too sophisticated to pause and gawk at the sight I made.I felt uneasy, imagining that maybe we weren't going to do anything sexy that afternoon.